Alma

Once there was a little girl named Alma, skipping softly in the cold windy town through the rough snow.

She stopped at a blackboard and she started writing her name. She looked back. There was a doll that in a shop window that looked the same as Alma. She tried to open the door. She felt mad so she bent down and  threw the snow at the door.  Angrily she walked away touching the wall.

Suddenly the door opened. Weeeeeeeee! Slowly she stepped  right inside. She looked at the doll under her feet and picked it up. It tried to escape. Oh  no! My doll has disappeared. “Boo!” Alma heard. Alma looked happy so she quickly climbed up the couch, her hand went higher and higher than the highest. She touched the dollies head. Suddenly Alma had a bad dream. Suddenly the toys started to look around. Eventually a man came and stole all of the dolls and took them all home and put them all at the window. The dolls woke up the man and got a little fright.